The Day

The day is done
As I watch the setting sun
Birds chip and babies squeal
How am I expected to feel
Strength of 10 men
Heart of gold
Plans seem certain
But my futures been told
Travel the distance
Fight the battles
Secrets kept
Cage is rattled
Stories remain the same
Those hold true to the game
Once upon a time
No fairytale in sight
I have only one choice
One in this life….

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